Page 121 of On The Edge
They drag me all over.Walking quickly through the crowds, taking turns holding my hands as I point out everything I see.
Then I see it.
Big Ben, and my jaw drops. It’s something I can cross off my bucket list for sure.
Reis and Kai smile brightly, clearly happy with my reaction as I make them take picture after picture. Me with each of them, us all together, and they demanded pictures of just me to have on their phones. Kai comes up and wraps his arms around my waist, kissing my shoulder.
“Do we have time to go find somewhere private?” he asks.
“Private?” I raise an eyebrow, putting my arms over where his sit at my waist.
“I mean, it doesn’tneedto be private.”
“Oh no? Suddenly okay with everyone seeing me naked, wanting, and wet for you?” I whisper those words and his grip on me tightens.
“Alright, nevermind. It has to be private. No one sees what’s ours.” I chuckle. That was a real quick switch in tone.
On the walk back, we stop at a fish and chips food truck, and Reis gets us some to snack on as we make our way back to the pub.
“That was a very quick forty minutes,” I mumble, annoyed that my time with these guys is almost at an end. Don’t get me wrong, I’m so excited to spend time with Adam and Markus, but is this how it’s going to be? Us fitting in moments between their concerts?
How long before they get tired of going against everyone for me?
There’s two security guards following us; one lounging against the bridge guardrail, and the other one about ten feet from us, pretending to look at his phone. And while I appreciate their stealthiness, it shows me just how immensely different my life is from my guy's.
“After the concert, you’re all ours,” Reis says, grabbing a fry from the cone I’m holding, stuffing it in his mouth before I can object.
“I think the saying is, ‘I’m all yours’ which implies that you four are all mine.”
Kai chuckles, looking at me with such intense heat that I stop walking.
“Nah, Sync. He said it right. After the concertyouareours.” He hands the cone of food he’s holding to Reis who just smiles at me wolfishly, letting Kai take the lead on this one. “If I was you, I might have a little rest during the concert because trust me, now that you’ve given us all a taste of you, we’re all ravenous.”
My jaw drops slightly, and he kisses my jaw quickly before turning back to Reis. Reis smirks, taking the food out of my hand and says, “Come on.”
Like he didn’t just rock my world.
“He’s right,” Reis adds, putting his hand on the small of my back and guiding me. “Sleep, water, electrolytes. We have plans,” he whispers, and I bite my lip in anticipation. “You thought the airplane was good enough to pass out?” His melodic voice drops even lower, “Imagine how good it will be when we have an actual bed, and no one around to hear us.”
I moan. Loud enough that people walking by us turn, and stare at me. As if I’m laying down, legs spread, on the sidewalk. I swear even one mom covered her son’s ears like I was a heathen.
Kai stops completely, turning so fast, I walk right into him.
“Oops,” I mutter, cheeks burning with embarrassment.
“Yeah, ‘oops’,” Reis says roughly, looking down. I see an outline of his hardening dick through his pants, and my mouth starts to water. He turns me with a tight grip on my chin, and I can see the dominance in him begging to be let out. “Those sounds are ours. Don’t let anyone else hear them. Do you understand me?”
I nod quickly, and he lets go of my chin, brushing my jaw with his fingers gently.
“Good girl.”
“Make another sound like that, and I’ll use our last five minutes finger fucking you behind a tree,” Kai growls, not caring about the people who turn their heads at his words. “I think I could find a little grove where no one would see you. So do it, I fucking dare you to.”
“Oh god, this is turning me on.” Reis shifts his weight, and tries to get his dick under control.
I’ve never been so thankful to be a woman because the way I’m feeling right now, if I had a cock, it’d be hard as steel. Instead, my panties are drenched and I can pretend that I’m not two seconds away from moaning again just to get what I want from Kai.
“We’ve got four minutes until we’re meant to be at the pub,” Kai grumbles, “Make no mistake, Sync, if we weren’t on a schedule, you’d be coming on my hand already.”
